Saturday, September 15, 2007


The Affleck brothers
Ben Affleck is taller than his younger brother Casey
Having an older sibling, particularly a brother, can stunt growth, work suggests.

Experts said the condition of the womb after the first pregnancy may be a factor.

The study of 14,000 families was presented at the BA Festival of Science.

The research, by David Lawson, of University College London, also showed children in larger families were likely to be shorter than average.

Researchers found that children with three siblings were 2.5cm or one inch shorter than the average height for their age.

Did anyone think to tell Fiona at 6 feet 1 inches that one? Or Beauty who looks set to grow even taller than Fiona! I have always believed that you can make research prove whatever you want it to prove, perhaps that is the cynic in me.

The Bible, Romans 13:9

For this, Thou shalt not commit adultery, Thou shalt not kill, Thou shalt not steal, Thou shalt not bear false witness, Thou shalt not covet; and if there be any other commandment, it is briefly comprehended in this saying, namely, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself.

My neighbours certainly make it difficult for me to love them!

We live opposite flats so we are going to have a lot more people than the average road but they seem to have got it down to a fine art at waking me up in the middle of the night. I seem to fall asleep quite nicely at about 11pm and then at approximately 1 am I am awakened quite regularly by the neighbours in the flats. Whether it is the same ones all the time I do not know but whoever it is they seem to come back from drinking and on going into the flats proceed to wake up the whole road with their loud voices. The weekends are worse as you also get the people who have been in town on a night out coming home later, this morning I was awoken at about 10 to 6 by some late night(early morning!) revelers. I really have no objection to anyone going out and having a bit of fun but please do it quietly as the 10 to 6 revelers woke Beauty up and that was the end of any possibility of any weekend lie-in.

Young Simba, Pumbaa and Timon cross a log while singing "Hakuna Matata" in The Lion King.

Now Beauty is happily SCREAMING along to Simba's Pride.In Simba's Pride their is a part where Simba's daughter Kiara is surveying the savannah and Timon and Pumbaa show up and they end up scaring each other( a but like Drew Barrymore and ET in the film ET!). Well Beauty enjoys getting to the scream part, stopping the video and producing the screams herself. Well I have to admit that they are pretty blood curdling and realistic screams! Her screaming sessions have been known to last for over half an hour. Thankfully FOR ME she is watching the video in the dining room but it is not so good for the young couple next door as the dining room is next to their kitchen . I cannot even begin to imagine what they think must be going on!

Who would have thought that as a mother I am trying to teach my daughter to spit? NICE!
Beauty has never been keen on brushing her teeth but we manage it twice a day and she also brushes her teeth after lunch in school BUT she will not spit the toothpaste out! I have spoken to the dentist and he says that I shouldn't worry as the toothpaste on her teeth will actually help protect her teeth. She is however continuing to stress over the paste left in her mouth so now I have taken to brushing my teeth at the same time as her and spitting profusely to encourage her copying me. And this morning she spat for the first time into the sink, just the once but she well and truly spat. Success. I am thrilled because I have taught my child to spit!
I am sure however that there will come to a point where I will regret teaching her this!
A bit like regretting buying Fiona a WOODEN baseball bat!


Anonymous said...

I can picture and hear your scream sessions perfectly! We have Mufasa himself in our house - sometimes it can take all day to get through a viewing of the Lion King movie - our Mufasa stops, replays and then re-enacts just about every scene. Then when the movie is turned off, our Mufasa continues to re-enact... and on it goes...
Cheers, Elissa.

Anonymous said...

You changed your blog - Wow!! I was wondering if I was in the right place :)

I use a facecloth and wipe out the little one's mouth after I brush his teeth. He brushes - if you call it that :) - with a wet toothbrush first and then I go in with toothpaste.



As for my blog, the template just suddenly disappeared. The skin was hosted somewhere else and suddenly it was gone so I have temporarily saved all my links and put up one of the blogger skins.Well I think that is what happened but it could just as easily be blogger going mad as blogger is now talking to me in either Dutch or German!


Hi Elissa,
in true Pollyqanna mode I am glad we have moved on from her constantly singing Lily Allen's Oh My G_D I Can't Believe It but I just wish she could cut the volume a little.

Steve said...

Yeah - blogger is talking to me in German too! Sorry you lost your original template but I quite like the one you have now.

As for noisy neighbours... we're not too badly off now as some new people have moved into the house next door. Prior to them though we had two lots of students - nice kids for the most part but they seemed to have a penchant for playing the bongos after 11.0pm at night. I wasn't happy. My only complaint about the new neighbours is that the father appears to be a postman so generally leaves the house at 5.30am. He can't do it without slamming the frontdoor so hard the whole street shakes...


My ex-husband lives within spitting distance of the university in town and so has constant problems with students. The house next door to him is rented to students and they all seem to love playing music very late at night.He is not the type to confront them but Belle was brilliant at bo**ocking them but unfortunately she now lives in the US! The students at present are girls and I am reliably informed that girls are worse than guys!




An Irish Blessing

(A Blessing from St. Patrick)
May the road rise to meet you,

May the wind be always at your back,

May the sun shine warm upon your face,

May the rains fall soft upon your fields,

And, until we meet again,

May God hold you in the hollow of His hand.